Opung Tolu's
Reversing decisively

No one opens the story, the journey home in the music of small tones eye can not be separated from the direction of the road that passes very carefully. The distance of the former snake road that they hit earlier seems to be getting creepy. Without a doubt, Semi plugged the gas driving at high speed.

“Sem beware!” shouted Dirta.

As if they had made it through the path of death, they let out a long sigh thinking about what else would happen after today. Arriving at their respective homes, Dirta felt her right leg so numb throbbing the pain slowly radiated to the waist. He had trouble walking when he just came out of the bathroom. His hand touched the phone in his pocket, he dialed Togar's number but was not picked up by it. Many times he tried to contact, until Togar received a call.

In the phone call

“Hallo, Assalamu’alaikum. What's up Dir?”

“Togar, my legs are back in pain. I half died holding him back! Arghh!” (Call disconnected).

“Who called?” tanya Tolu went into the room.

He just returned from his private room. Until now the room was only Tolu could enter, Togar was reluctant to ask or ask Tolu to show all. Togar received a glass filled with warm clear water from Tolu's hand. He immediately gulped until it ran out and asked Tolu to sit next to him.

“I want to convey that Dirta's leg is back in pain. Is it true that the grandmother we met this afternoon was the ghost of a Syrian shaman?” ask Togar.

“Yes, you'd better get the wards out of jail. I only deal with his mother” Tolu said.

Tolu recounts the treatment of a married couple who received the stench magic of a Syrian shaman. Treatment and healing take place slowly make the science of the shaman faded. Everything was explained to Tolu until Togar really frowned. In the mind, whatever some people say about his wife is a falsehood. But now he understands all the things Tolu can and does to save and help those around him.

“Honey, I just hope that you do not use that knowledge in the slightest to hurt people” said Togar rubbed the back of his hand.

“I won't interfere if I'm not disturbed. But it all depends on the cause and effect" replied Tolu.

Tonight Togar wants more from the wife he's been craving for so long. But again and again Togar had to endure patience as Tolu brushed aside her husband's wishes.

“Togar, there are things I have to do now in my room. You sleep first” said Tolu moving to leave him.

Ritual summoning invisible creatures, offerings and clenic materials to facilitate mystical things. Tolu sowed flowers on the water and placed a photo of Ani on it. A huge tall shadow figure came out from within grinning releasing his own eyeballs. The devil's eyeball was received by Tolu, the pet figure of the demon came from a man who had given pellets to Ani.

Tolu turned the magic to Sandro, in the sleep of the man felt suffocated to let out maggots and worms. She screamed in pain crawling up to take a black box containing a photo of Ani. Sandro turns on the batter, burning Ani's photo but the strangeness arises because the photo that was hit by the fire turned soaking wet.

He screamed out heat, his body felt so hot that the peeling skin festered groaning. In the bathroom he flushed his body, but unfortunately all the effort was in vain. Sandro was killed, his charred body pulled out worms and leeches sucked blood and the flesh left only the bones of the skull.